If you have checked out my myspace page lately (myspace.com/johnnycomic), you know that I hate Geico with a passion. How can such a small part of my life, like car insurance, have such a tight grip on the rest of my life?? What would you do if you were FORCED to pay $466 per month just to insure your shitty car that you owe twice its worth?? Whatever, I have already spent too much time and effort on that whole bullshit situation.
Today I was at the ole’ daily grind. This is a funny story, but you will have to put up with a bit of set-up, so bear with me. I was in training. Training consists of me sitting in my cubicle and calling into a conference call that connects me to the instructor as well as 19 other people wanting to learn about underwriting or whatever. Anyway, also I log into a website that connects all 20 of us to the same screen. Its like a virtual classroom or whatever. Well, the instructor starts talking to all of us and says that he has enabled the toolbar on the screen so we all now have the ability to scribble on the screen and doodle and everyone can see it. Everyone went nuts and was goofing around including the instructor and drawing smiley faces and cartoon dogs and stuff. So I clicked on the text icon and selected the smallest font and wrote typed the word “rape” really small in the lower right hand corner of the powerpoint slide that we were all looking at and doodling on. All of the sudden, I hear someone on the conference call go, “hey!” and I knew they had seen it. And THEN I realized that everyone’s ink on their doodles or texts was a certain color that matched up with their name! Then I panicked big time. I couldn’t erase it as I had already clicked somewhere else on the screen so I just clicked near it and tried to add onto the word so they might think I was trying to write something else. All I could think of was to add “roo” at the end, turning “rape” into “raperoo.” No, I don’t think rape is funny at all. I don’t know why I typed it. I think subconsciously, I just wanted to try to see if I could get away with writing the worst thing you could possibly write and have nobody know who did it. That was before I realized the color code. Nobody ended up calling me out on it or even saying anything about it after the initial “hey,” but everyone knew. I know this because everyone else stopped doodling and the instructor kinda just got started with the training at that point. It doesn’t really matter as all those other people were all over the country on this conference call. People in Michigan, California, just all over. Oh, well. It’s funny because at first I was just glad that I didn’t draw a little wiener instead, but then I got to thinking… I did type the word “rape” for no reason. Maybe a little exaggerated cartoon penis wouldn’t have been such a bad idea.